I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

Qiufeng Daoren remained completely unperturbed, thinking to himself, "Although my junior brother has exceptional talent, he is still too thin-skinned."

Let him see my second supernatural power: shamelessness makes one invincible!

The only course of action now is to strike first!

Senior Brother Dayan has filled his cup with wine and is waiting for the Old Dragon King to arrive.

"Please enjoy your meal!"

With a smile on his face, the old Dragon King bid farewell to the previous table and was about to move to Ning Chen's table when...

The Turtle Prime Minister, looking flustered, hurriedly parted the crowd, came to Ao Run, and whispered something in his ear.

The Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Run, whose face was once ruddy, instantly lost all color, and the dragon claws holding the jade cup trembled slightly.

The change in the old Dragon King's expression was immediately noticed by the sharp-witted and perceptive immortals in the palace.

"Your Majesty, what troubles you?"

An old immortal who was on good terms with the Dragon King was the first to ask the question.

"Yes, Your Majesty, today is a joyous occasion of your birthday. What has caused you to look so pale?"

Another celestial being also spoke up to inquire.

Ao Run took a deep breath, suppressing his anxiety. Facing the questioning gazes of the guests in the hall, he knew he couldn't hide it anymore, and he didn't want to hide it anymore.

My daughter is terminally ill and doesn't have much time left. Taking advantage of the birthday banquet, with all the immortals coming to offer their congratulations, I'm swallowing my pride and asking for your help. Perhaps there's still a glimmer of hope for her.

The old Dragon King cupped his hands in greeting, let out a heavy sigh, his voice tinged with bitterness.

"Fellow immortals, please forgive my rudeness. I truly did not intend to disturb your enjoyment with my family affairs. My youngest daughter, Ao Xue, who was perfectly fine, has recently, for some unknown reason, reverted to possessing the bloodlines of both the ancient Ice Dragon and the Fiery Flood Dragon! Now, these two bloodlines are clashing and erupting within her, with ice and fire attacking each other, and she is in imminent danger!"

"I, Old Dragon, have consulted numerous renowned doctors and fellow cultivators, but unfortunately, all of them only offer temporary relief and can only suppress the fire for a short time. If we cannot reconcile this power of ice and fire, I fear it will not last long..."

By the end, Ao Run's voice was choked with emotion. Several of his dragon sons gently patted their father's back and offered words of comfort.

The old Dragon King surveyed the hall, his dragon eyes filled with a hint of expectation and pleading.

"Fellow immortals, you are all highly accomplished and knowledgeable. If any master can perform a miraculous act today and save this young woman's life, this old dragon will be eternally grateful! The West Sea Dragon Clan will certainly treat you as an honored guest and offer you all the treasures of the Dragon Palace to repay your great kindness!"

The immortals all said, "Why don't we invite the Little Dragon Girl out so that we can have a look?"

Ao Run swung his dragon claw.

"Someone! Help the princess up!"

Several clam maidens carefully pushed an ice couch made of millennia-old seabed ice jade into the main hall.

On the ice bed lay a dragon girl who looked no more than a teenager.

Half of her body was covered with a thick layer of dark blue ice, with wisps of cold air swirling around it, while the other half was as red as fire, with lava flowing beneath her skin, radiating terrifying heat.

The forces of ice and fire clashed fiercely within her petite body.

Little Dragon Girl's eyes were tightly closed, her delicate brows were furrowed, and her tender little face was full of pain. Even in her unconscious state, she would occasionally let out a painful groan.

The immortals all focused their attention on the examination. Many of them were knowledgeable and experienced. After careful examination, they all shook their heads and showed regret.

"Wow, what a domineering Ice Dragon bloodline!"

"This Fiery Dragon's power is extremely pure! Unfortunately, both are top-tier bloodlines, and water and fire are incompatible!"

"Difficult! As difficult as ascending to heaven! Forcibly suppressing it with elixirs and elixirs will only strengthen the bloodline power, exacerbate the conflict, and hasten the Dragon Girl's demise..."

"Exceptional talent is a blessing, but fate is cruel; this ordeal will likely be difficult to overcome..."

"What a pity! Any bloodline is rare in this world, with limitless potential for future achievements... but this woman possesses two bloodlines!"

Amidst a chorus of regret, Senior Brother Dayan had already finished devouring the last few delicacies on the table.

He let out a satisfied burp, then, glancing at the troublesome matter out of the corner of his eye, he subtly tugged at the sleeve of his junior brother Wu Chen beside him and whispered.

"Junior brother, don't join in the fun. If we don't leave now, when will we?"

Senior Brother Dayan's meaning couldn't be clearer.

We've watched the excitement and eaten, so let's take advantage of the chaos and make a quick getaway!

Are you really waiting for your senior brother to pull out those pitiful few peaches and completely humiliate us fellow disciples here?

Although my senior brother can be shameless, the Four Seas Dragon Palace is a major host of banquets.

To ensure a smooth banquet next time, it's best to avoid showing your face if possible.

However, Ning Chen did not move.

He looked at the Little Dragon Girl lying on the ice bed with her brows furrowed, and his mind raced with thoughts.

The patriarch sent him and his senior brother Dayan to the West Sea Dragon Palace, certainly not just to freeload a meal.

Could the method of secretly crossing the Chencang pass, as mentioned by the Patriarch yesterday, be precisely what is meant here?

If there is any way to reconcile the conflict between ice and fire and save Xiaolongnu, it is probably only the "Primordial Yin-Yang Creation Scripture" that he has fused and comprehended!

He absorbed two top-tier martial arts techniques from the low-level martial arts world: the Nine Yin Manual and the Nine Yang Manual.

Furthermore, it combines the ultimate Yin and Yang, the two extremes, into one, emphasizing the flow of Yin and Yang, the harmony of water and fire, and the unity of all things!

Doesn't this technique correspond perfectly to Xiaolongnu's current predicament?

The patriarch's divine wisdom and calculations are truly unparalleled in the world!

With his mind clear, Ning Chen took a deep breath, and amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he suddenly stood up and spoke loudly.

"Your Majesty, Dragon King of the West Sea, I have a method I may try that could save your daughter's life!"

These words shocked the entire hall!

Countless gazes instantly focused on this young cultivator who appeared to be only at the Void Returning stage and was virtually unknown.

"snort!"

A disdainful snort rang out.

Standing behind the Dragon King, the Third Prince, Little White Dragon Ao Lie, shot out a sharp light in his eyes, directly locking onto Ning Chen and Da Yan.

"Who are you? What arrogance! Does the one who came with you really think that we in the Western Sea don't know people? Isn't that the famous Daoist Qiufeng? He came to congratulate me once when I became a dragon, and only brought nine rotten peaches! Today is my father's birthday, and I, the Crown Prince, will not bother with you in the spirit of this joyous occasion."

"What? Not satisfied with just freeloading today, you dare to boast about saving my sister? Do you really think my West Sea Dragon Clan is easy to bully?"

The young White Dragon was, after all, impetuous and his words were sharp as knives. He mercilessly exposed the truth about Daoist Qiufeng, and also showed disdain and doubt towards Ning Chen.

Upon hearing his beloved son's words, Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, instantly darkened his expression.

Normally, given the size and power of the West Sea Dragon Palace, he wouldn't say anything if the two of them ate and drank a little something.

But at this moment, his beloved daughter's life hangs by a thread, and he is extremely anxious. There are even people here who want to pass themselves off as experts and swindle him out of his money.

Ao Runlong King glared at Ning Chen with his dragon eyes filled with wrath, his invisible dragon might subtly pressing down on him.

If he is truly a fraudster, and you dare to play tricks on him in such a setting, you should not let him off lightly!

At this crucial moment, the Black and White Impermanence, who had been sitting in the core area of ​​the main hall, dressed in civilian clothes and eating and drinking in silence, suddenly moved their lips slightly.

The two men's divine thoughts were precisely transmitted to Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea.

"Your Majesty, please wait! This boy must not be offended!"